Omega Luna Left, Alpha Went Crazy
Four months before my mating ceremony with Alpha Marcus, his mother pulled me aside with that familiar look of disdain.
"You're just a common Omega who don't understand proper pack etiquette. How can you possibly stand beside my son as Luna?"
Her solution? Ship me off to some specialized Luna training academy to learn "proper manners."
Marcus wrapped his arms around me that night, his breath warm against my ear. "It's all for our future, Sylvia. Trust me."
My heart melted. Of course I trusted him. I would have done anything for him.
I never imagined that the so-called Luna Etiquette Academy was nothing but a torture chamber designed to break female wolves. Four months of hell. Four months of having twisted ideologies beaten into me: "Lunas must submit to Alphas." Question anything, and silver whips would tear your skin apart.
I lost my ability to shift completely.
When I finally escaped that nightmare, I discovered the horrifying truth. Marcus hadn't sent me there to better myself. He'd sent me there to get me out of the way—so I couldn't interfere with his childhood sweetheart Victoria's mating ceremony.
But when I exposed the academy's brutal reality at that very ceremony, when Marcus finally learned what he'd put me through, the powerful Alpha completely lost his mind.